Ok, Where Do I Start?

2, 3, 4
I can write some little words, I fell pretty fast
Knocked down on the pavement just so I could hear you laugh
Made a work of fiction, now I'm high about to tip
You've got some conviction, now I'm trapped on your lips
Mmmm
Mmmmm
Talking to the walls, they tell me I could really fix
(yeah you should really fix that)
How I take your compliments like nails against a brick (ha ha ha)
Biting at my fingers, think I'll rot if I'm alone
Pulling out my hair so I expand but never grow
Hurt yet never show
Think yet never know
Mmmm
Mmmmm
I can write some little words i fell pretty fast
I can write some little words i fell pretty fast
I can write some little words i fell pretty fast
I can write some little words i fell pretty fast



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Writer(s): Tiffany Aboagye
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